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it really fuqing ***** when people dismiss you. there are two things that salt my spit being underestimated and being taken for granted i know i'm not what you're demanding but here's a fun fact i'm me. it's seeming like that's not enough these days. i'm about one-point-seven anxiety attacks away from packing my things and searching for a spot i belong; i'm ninety-nine percent sure it's not here anymore. don't bother saying you'll miss me even if i screamed you wouldn't listen to me
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
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it really fuqing ***** when people dismiss you. there are two things that salt my spit being underestimated and being taken for granted i know i'm not what you're demanding but here's a fun fact i'm me. it's seeming like that's not enough these days. i'm about one-point-seven anxiety attacks away from packing my things and searching for a spot i belong; i'm ninety-nine percent sure it's not here anymore. don't bother saying you'll miss me even if i screamed you wouldn't listen to me
audrey-gleason
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 11:49 PM UTC
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